Monday, March 31, 2014

Time to catch up.

[11082013- 1:23am Pacific Standard]


Perks of an insomniac
surrender to silence it always wins
Shrugged off like the stained sheets
Obvious like the overlooked slime on the couch.
They notice but don't say a word.
A silent demolition for public display.
Pieces of human blown every which way
limbs everywhere while
everyone goes about their day


-G.T



[08172013- 6:35 Pacific Standard]

I no longer viewed these silent interactions as intelligent. The disrespect that grew like a fungus in my living room stemmed solely from everything I wasn't willing to let go.They sat there watching me the way a cat watches a mouse before deliciously enjoying the energy gained from eating it. The eyes are what haunted me. Hallow gazes and blank stares glowing in the darkness. The interrogations to simply pass time and momentum. Unchanged faces leaving without traces of having been something we were ever involved in.

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